Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Respect, artist - sheff g. Album song THE UNLUCCY LUCCY KID, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 26.09.2019
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: EMPIRE, Winners Circle
Song language: English
Respect |
Put some respect on the gang |
Put some respect on my name |
I wanted money but it came with some fame |
One of them killers gonna aim for your brain |
No crossin' over, better stay in your lane |
I’m a product of power and pain |
Put some respect on the gang |
Put some respect on my name |
I wanted money but it came with some fame |
One of them killers gonna aim for your brain |
No crossin' over, better stay in your lane |
I’m a product of power and pain |
Look! |
Don’t play with your life lil nigga |
You gone make a man, shoot on my command |
Strap up we don’t fight lil nigga |
You get shot tonight, you could die tonight |
with niggas |
Windows tinted, you don’t see who’s in it |
Until it’s late for niggas |
Windows tinted, you don’t see who’s in it |
Until that, till that flash |
Don’t get caught off for getting your pass |
Don’t come strollin' round this block like we won’t do it to you |
Don’t stroll down this block like you pass |
Niggas soft, they don’t come around nigga |
Head down when they come around niggas |
Shots off when we come around nigga |
What a bunch of clown niggas |
Put some respect on the gang |
Put some respect on my name |
I wanted money but it came with some fame |
One of them killers gonna aim for your brain |
No crossin' over, better stay in your lane |
I’m a product of power and pain |
Put some respect on the gang |
Put some respect on my name |
I wanted money but it came with some fame |
One of them killers gonna aim for your brain |
No crossin' over, better stay in your lane |
I’m a product of power and pain |
Imma need all that power and money |
Don’t move funny 'cause we get to off his shit |
on the |
One lift from this shit will do him bad |
No cooler, we hit your watch |
We carry techs like we in a lab |
Like we in a lab |
Let’s talk about money |
Look, talk about money, got checks comin' in |
Whole lotta bricks when my shot hit the rim |
Money all in a like you stepped on my Timbs |
Told the lord I repent for my sins |
Never talked what I did |
Still I will never talk what I saw |
Still I will never to the lord |